Entry #23: Sometimes (Quiet Thoughts)
- Quiet-Emerald
- Dec 8, 2019
- 1 min read
Sometimes, I am a wolf, hunting through the night under a full moon. The twisted forest carries me as I give the shadows chase. Sometimes, I am a raven, flying under the overcast sky. Rain falls upon me, soaking into my dark feathers. Sometimes, I am a woman, skin deathly pale, eyes glimmering green, and brown flowing curls atop my head. With arms outstretched, grasping for the stars, and legs extended downward, with the tips of my toes barely touching the cold earth as I dance the night away.
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